Chapter 1292: Help

With the strength of the current levy, and under the full force of the outbreak, it is impossible to win the mourning in a very violent manner.

Killing the holy gun is extremely powerful.

But to avoid its edge, with the power of the eruption of the gods and swords, with the strong consumption of chaos, Luo Zheng can consume the deadly life.

However, after the game with Chen Huangyijian, Luo Zheng has gained a lot.

And this meditation is the most suitable person to test the sword!

After being close to each other, the two are short-handed.

The sorrowful retreat wants to get rid of Luo Zheng, and Luo Zheng can not give him this opportunity, always keep a three-foot distance with him!

"Hey..."

That kills the holy gun or points, or stabs, or oh...

But each stroke has just made half of it, Luo Zheng can judge in advance, Lei Feng secluded sword is placed at the front, breaking ahead!

At this moment, I feel that I have been covered with an invisible shackle!

He clearly has the strength of Tianjiao, and he clearly holds the killing gun...

This gun is stabbed, not to mention those days of arrogance, it is difficult to resist those roads!

The premise is that he wants to be able to pierce...

Luo Zheng's face is not good, just like a zombie is generally expressionless, but this face is stunned by the underworld, but it is regarded as a great mockery.

Many warriors above the wall, seeing the two in such a single eye are also full of surprise colors.

This confrontation, like the strong sea of ​​God.

"Luo Zheng... really strong, he did not use martial arts, but with a long sword, he will completely block the mourning, can not play!"

"This is a bit stupid, there is a killing holy gun, there is no chance to fight back! If I am a sinister, I will definitely break the boat, and I will fight back!"

"I think it's you stupid. In this case, there is no chance that the sorrowful squad will break the net, because before this, Luo Zheng will kill him!"

Ji Nan holding the flame kitten in his arms and staring at Luo Zheng’s trick, his eyes sparkling with wonderful colors. "This guy should be testing the sword..."

"Take a Tianjiao test sword, hey, I am underestimating the power and strength of Luo Zheng," Jin Hai smiled faintly.

Previously, Luo Zheng’s performance was amazing, but everyone just regarded Luo Zheng as Tianjiao...

Even Tianjiao is divided into strengths and weaknesses.

Like Ji Luoxue belongs to the strongest in Tianjiao, the strength is close to the Tao. As long as he realizes it, he can comprehend the Shinto and achieve the Tao. That is the candidate who has made the true God...

The general Tianjiao, there is still a big gap from the Tao.

But now, Ji Nan once again adjusted his judgment upwards. Luo Zheng and Ji Shengxue under the prosperity, I am afraid that regardless of Zhongbo...

"Get out of my way!"

At the moment, the heart of the mourning is filled with resentment!

If Luo Luo has the supreme strength, it will kill him!

But this guy is just a moment of alertness. He is elbowing himself in the move. He has a strength but can't play!

If he responds positively, he has already pierced this guy into countless holes...

This kind of grievance is like a wild grass that grows wild in his heart.

The killing of the holy gun in the hand is like a revolving dance, it is to force Luo Zheng away!

"Calling!"

But Luo Zheng is like sticking on his long gun, how fast the holy gun rotates, and how fast Luo Zheng’s figure is turning!

What the **** is this way!

The heart of the ecstasy is mad!

This guy is a ghost that can't get rid of!

"call……"

When his holy gun stopped, Luo Zheng still held a long sword and stared at himself with no expression.

"Go to death!"

The holy gun suddenly rebounded, like a mad dragon exploring the sea and slashing out. The guns were quick and awkward, and the holy gun was almost unstoppable, so this time with a holy gun into the fantasy battlefield, his Confidence is also full, his goal is to hit the top ten of the fantasy battlefield!

But the more aggressive moves, the more powerful weapons, if they can't be fully played, they are useless!

"Ding!"

This fierce shot, still can only pierce half, the thunder and sacred sword is placed on the gun, gently swaying, a crisp sound, once again smashing the holy gun...

Luo Zheng is like a very patient chess player, who is capable of showing his own chess skills and controlling his own scene.

No further, no step back...

He is fully experimenting with his feelings about the sword.

However, as the confession of Luo Zheng’s opponent, it is getting more and more violent at this moment. He is mad by this helpless feeling. He is sulking in the chest, and this sulking is wanting to swallow and swallow. Go down, want to vomit and can't spit it out!

The gap between the Tao and Luo Zheng was not so big.

But in the eyes of everyone, the martyrdom and Luo Zheng fight, just like adults teach children, there is no power to fight back...

The illusion that has been watching the battle, at this moment, there is a kind of excited color on the face!

Before the war, she thought that Luo Zhenghui would win the mourning.

But never thought that it would be such an ending.

That incomparable meditation is like this, and Luo Zheng easily teased between the palms...

Under the two hands, they entangled from a distance and gradually approached the wall.

Above the wall, seven or eight people were sullen and looked at the scene.

"Big brother, it seems that you can't beat that Luo Zheng."

"It’s not an enemy. It’s completely erupted by the power of killing the holy gun. The Luo Zheng is not the opponent of the meditation. It’s just that this guy’s swordsmanship is different, and the scene is controlled to prevent the underworld from playing.”

"We, we should shoot!"

The current rules of the fantasy battlefield are that there are no rules.

Although this battle is against the enemies of Luo Zheng and the Tao, but no one has said that they will not be allowed to help.

These warriors who follow the meditation also understand that they only need to help the meditation, so that the meditation has a space to play, and relying on the killing of the holy gun will surely kill Luo Zheng.

Then the eight warriors jumped out at the same time and left the wall.

"Oops, those guys want to blend into the battle!" Ji Nan's double alum flashed a touch of color.

"We are also on!" Jinhai took the initiative.

The illusion also jumped out of the city wall at the same time. Luo Zheng was helping her in the first place...

Seeing that the two groups of warriors on the wall seemed to want to join the battle group, the warriors who watched the war on the tower suddenly boiled up.

"More and more people! Oh, it’s more fun!"

"Luo Zheng's warrior over there, I am afraid I will suffer. After all, there are more people here..."

These warriors who follow the mourning are all made in the hall of cause and effect, and their strength is also good!

Just leaving the city wall, the eight warriors are clear division of labor, two of them to help the martyrdom against Luo Zheng, the other three directly to Luo Zheng, while the other four intercepted Luo Zheng's helper, which is Ji Nan Spirit and others.

This allocation is indeed a no-brainer.

Only they missed a bit, they still miscalculated the strength of Luo Zheng.

They thought that Luo Zheng would be distracted in order to seal the mourning...

However, when they had just left the city wall, Luo Zheng’s long sword had already brewed a sharply shrinking sword and stabbed it backhand.

"There is a sword!"

The sword that was rapidly shrinking, it was a stun in the air!

Almost close to the city wall, assassinated towards them!

"puff!"

That sword meaning, there is a very strong state of tension, at this moment to the wall.

The two warriors who had just left the city suddenly had a faint color on their faces. They almost never reacted. A blood mark broke out in the middle of the body. The two warriors were killed by Luo Zhengyi and fell toward the bottom of the city wall. ......

Such a horrible sword suddenly shocked the disciples who were present. Even if they were ravaged by Luo Zheng, their faces were full of gloom. Is this the true strength of this guy?

Inside and outside the main city, there is silence.

Luo Zheng still did not stop at all. The first sword stabbed his backhand and killed two warriors, and the second sword had almost no hesitation.

After being completely immersed in grievances, Luo Zheng’s behavior became very fixed, and his shots were unrelenting.

"There is a sword!"

The long sword smashed out here.

Another sword was crossed in the air, and the second sword killed the three warriors again...

This is the time of a few breaths, Luo Zheng will kill five people with a sword and a sword, and these five are followers of the Tao.

The remaining three warriors, almost no hesitation after seeing this scene, turned back to the main city, the heart is also extremely depressed, this guy's swordsman is from where to learn, too overbearing!